A/N: Here's another chapter! There you go, all twenty viewers!
I worked in the kitchen, stirring big pots and checking oven temperature. Hikaru was chipping onions, Kaoru was frying bacon, Haruhi was pulling turkey and chicken, Mori was making breadcrumbs, Hunny was eating the cheesecake that I made for him earlier, Tamaki was helping Haruhi, and Kyouya was doing nothing.
"Kyouya, could you please measure the sage and pepper for the dressing?" I asked politely.
"No," He said, still writing in his book.
I acted like it was no big deal. "Okay," I said.
I went to the cabinets behind him, looking for a pot. When I had found it, I snuck behind Kyouya and tried to peek over his shoulder to see what he was writing in his notebook. He was just too tall!
I gently laid the pot on the ground upside down, not making a sound. I gingerly stepped on it and looked over at his notebook.
Before I could get a good look, Kyouya shut his book and turned around. Startled, I took an involuntary step back and started falling of the pot. I braced myself for hitting the ground, but felt my waist being held. The pot clanged against the kitchen tile, and everyone turned their heads towards me. I blushed at the sudden attention and saw that Kyouya was holding me up like a doll.
"Can I get down now?" I asked politely. My feet were dangling in the air.
He sighed and put me back down.
"Thank you, Kyouya," I said, reaching for the pot, but it was already gone.
Kyouya handed it to me. "No problem."
I took it back into the kitchen and gave it to Haruhi. I then started making gravy for the biscuits.
A few hours later, the lunch was done. I tasted all of it, and it was all really good.
I set it on the table in the third music room. Everyone gathered around it, eager to taste.
I grabbed a plate and a bowl. "You can eat now, if you would like."
Hikaru and Kaoru whizzed through the line and piled food on their plate. "It's about time!" I heard one of them shout.
I laughed and filled my plate, then went to sit in between them where they had pulled out a chair.
I poured myself some sweet tea and set it by my plate. The twins were already scarfing it down.
"This is great!" I heard Kaoru say in between bites.
I smiled and started on my chicken and dumplings.
The host club sat at the big table and started to eat.
"This feels like Thanksgiving!" I said.
"What is 'Thanksgiving'?" Tamaki asked.
"Nevermind," I replied, looking down at my food.
"You will have to tell us about these American traditions sometime, you know," Hikaru said to me.
"Well, I would likely forget one if I told them all to you in one sitting," I tried to explain.
"Well then tell us what Thanksgiving is, at least," Haruhi said.
I sighed and started talking. "The pilgrims came from England and settled in America. They made friends with the natives there, called Indians, even though they weren't from India. It is said that the Indians and the pilgrims had a big feast together one fall. We celebrate Thanksgiving now as a holiday in which we remember what we are thankful for. We have a big meal as a family."
Everyone nodded. "I wish we had those kinds of holidays…" Hunny said. He was still eating his cheesecake.
"Well, I'm sure you could celebrate it here too, if you would like. It's on the fourth Thursday in November."
We finished eating quickly, because the host club was to be open that afternoon at three. It was two when we finished eating, so the maids came in and cleaned everything up really fast.
"You know, we could have cleaned it up ourselves," I mentioned.
Kyouya shook his head. "The maids are there for a reason. This is their job."
I grumbled and walked over to Tamaki when he waved me over.
"Are you nervous?" He asked me.
I shook my head. "Why would I be?"
His eyes got wide. "Don't you remember? You have to host today!"
I nodded. "And? Are you nervous?"
He shook his head.
"Then why should I be?" I asked.
He sighed, defeated. "I'm going to go get the tea ready…" He walked away.
I heard Kyouya laugh behind me but I didn't turn around.
"Sarah, that dress looks nice on you," Hikaru said as his arm went around my waist.
"Yeah, if the guys give you and trouble, just tell us," Kaoru said as his arm went around my waist also.
"My table is in the middle. I won't get any trouble," I said matter-of-factly.
They laughed. "Just in case…" They gave me a little black box with a red button on it.
"What is this?" I asked, looking down at it in my hands.
"If you need us, press it."
I pressed the button, and their jacket pockets beeped.
I laughed and I felt them shrug. "I wanted to test it out," I explained.
"Come in," I heard Tamaki say behind me. The twins whirled around, turning me with them. My feet barely touched the ground as they carried me to my table.
"Kasanoda," I heard Haruhi say.
"Bossa-nova!" The twins yelled, waving him over.
'Kasanoda' looked pretty uncomfortable. The twins made him even more so, it seemed. I laughed at his expression and offered him a seat on the couch. While pouring him some tea, the twins disappeared. The expression on his face when he saw that they left was hilarious! I laughed and gave him the tea before pouring my own.
"What's so funny?" he asked, a confuse expression on his face.
"You don't like the twins, do you?" I asked slowly, still trying to fight back the laughter that bubbled up anyways.
"No, I don't." he said, cringing a bit. I smiled encouragingly but didn't ask any more questions.
I heard more and more girls come in, and the few boys were ushered over to the couches in the center. I chatted with them amiably, and even managed to remember their names. I blushed when appropriate, was very polite, smiled a lot, looked people in the eye, everything that Kyouya told me to do. I mentioned the dance party for the following Wednesday, which was in three days. Everyone said yes but Kasanoda, who started acting uncomfortable as soon as the other boys arrived.
As the host club started to close, I made sure to talk to him especially. He said that he would come back, as did everyone else I hosted, so I thought that I did a pretty good job. I smiled at everyone as they left, and then it was just the host club left in the room.
"Is there a tennis team?" I asked, out of the blue. I had been thinking about it while I was hosting.
When I got no answer, I looked around at everyone. They all had shocked expressions.
"T-tennis?" Tamaki said.
I nodded. "I like to play tennis, but I never asked if there was a team."
"There is for boys," Kyouya said. "But no girl has ever wanted to play sports at this school."
"I want to play tennis," I said. "Do you think they'll let me on the team, since I'm a girl?"
"We can go see," Kyouya offered. I nodded and he held out his arm. I took it hesitantly and we walked out of the host club and towards the courtyard. I could see various people playing tennis, but they were all boys.
"If I play tennis, will I have to wear a dress?" I asked.
Kyouya laughed, big and hearty. I'd never seen him laugh like that. I couldn't remember if I'd ever seen him do more than chuckle, once I'd thought about it.
"I don't think so," He said.
"Good," I sighed, relieved.
We reached a middle-aged man playing tennis with the wall.
Kyouya cleared his throat, and the man turned around.
"Are you interested in playing tennis?" the man asked Kyouya.
He shook his head. "No, but Sarah here is."
He smiled encouragingly as I stuck out my hand. Remembering where I was, however, I quickly put my hand back at my side and bowed slightly. Crap. I had just made a fool of myself in front of the tennis coach and Kyouya.
Kyouya fought back a laugh while the coach just bowed back. "A girl?" he said. "Let's see what you can do, I guess." I could tell he had never been in this situation before.
"Um, could I change into something I can play in? My room is in that building right next door," I asked.
"Sure…" He said.
"I'll stay here," Kyouya whispered to me.
I ran to my room. I knew I packed my tennis uniform from school. I put on the purple and white uniform, noticing that the skirt was probably too short for private school. I put my shorts on under it and looked at myself in the mirror, putting my hair up and clipping my bangs back. I grabbed my racquet and some tennis balls and then set off for the courts.
As I turned up, I saw Kyouya blush slightly at the shortness of my skirt. I shrugged and the coach motioned me to join him on the court. I ran over to my side and served.
A game started between me and the coach, and I was beating him pretty badly. We were going to eight, and it was seven-two, forty-love. I served for the last time, acing it. I did an arm pump as I won against the tennis coach!
He was panting like a dog, but I was only lightly sweating. The wind cooled me off, and I drank a bottle of water in two seconds flat.
I smiled at Kyouya who, for once, stopped looking at his book and had watched me cream the coach.
Coach told me to come back tomorrow at club meeting time, but I told him that I was a part of the host club. He looked at me funny and said that he would change the schedule around for the tennis team to meet after dinner every other day, excluding Sundays. I smiled at him and walked back to the host club room with Kyouya.
"You did really great. I didn't know you were so good at tennis," he said to me as we climbed the stairs.
"I was number three back home, but I suppose it will depend on who the rest of the team is with what my ranking will be."
"You'll do fine," he assured me as he opened the door.
Everyone looked at me in silence before Kyouya gave them a small smile. Then, everyone hugged me, even though I probably stank from the sweat.
"Sarah," Hikaru started.
"Can you teach us how to play tennis?" Kaoru finished.
I nodded. "That would be fun!"
They high-fived each other and then hugged me yet again.
A/N: I wondered the entire series if Ouran had any sports teams. It didn't mention any, so I made one of my own! I was considering taking it out, and if no one likes it, I'll be more than happy to. So please tell me what you think! And I'll try to develop a KyouyaxSarah, since that's what all three of you reviewers liked.
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